Taking the Wheel

I am wearing my father’s watch. It’s a brass Elgin De Luxe, with a tiny rectangular face, a thick crystal and gold hands. His father gave it to him on his eighteenth birthday, engraved with his initials and the date. R.M.F. 6 – 22 – 46. I don’t wear it often. He asked about it recently, wondering if I had lost it, so I wear it today so he’ll know.

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I’m a freelance journalist based near Washington, D.C., where I specialize in writing about food, the environment and travel writing from a shrinking globe. I hope you enjoy it. Please feel free to contact me at david@davidmfrey.com.